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Starting at 5 PM today,
The City of Vigo's traditional Rondallas Contest will begin.
After four months preparing, 14 marching bands
Will play their last Christmas performance.
They'll compete in the categories of Best Rondalla
And Best Group of Flag Bearers.
Each of them will have 12 minutes
To complete their repertoire and leave the floor.
Another year in which rondalla lovers
Will pack the IFEVI facility to enjoy an evening
Filled with music and our most traditional culture.
ALWAYS WITH YOU
Today, September 10th, 2024,
Marks exactly two years since the Gran Sol sank at sea,
Iosing seven of its nine crew members while fishing
In the North Atlantic.
Many doubts remain about
The causes of the terrible accident.
Government delegates have stated that the search
For the sunken ship remains underway.
Do you want to talk?
Talk?
About what?
What do you think?
Do you really want to talk?
Then maybe...
A hug?
-A hug? -Yeah, a hug.
For us, for everyone.
Because I need one.
How about a jariguay?
-You already drank. -But I didn't toast.
No. I want a hug. That's not so hard.
Warming up your chest a bit isn't so hard either.
I'll give you a hug after.
Excuse me, Tecla.
-Careful. -Pour some here.
That's enough.
To everyone.
But gently, eh?
I didn't shower today.
Keep watch and let me know if you see anyone.
We get enough for the new leg and that's it.
Toss out a line so it looks like we're fishing.
Just dive in already, damn it.
There they are.
Who knows what they're doing.
We all know, don't we?
You have no shame!
Well?
We have to call the Coast Guard.
Where are the king crabs?
What king crabs?
The ones you two collected.
You were in the protected area.
What do you mean?
-We went for a ride, did some fishing. -A ride?
-You two dating or what? -No, boyfriends, like you.
What?
Hid them underwater, huh?
Underwater, my bagpipe!
We went to toast to the friends we lost.
Show a little respect, damn it.
-They don't know what day it is. -We know exactly what day it is,
But that doesn't mean you can catch shellfish.
Do you mind?
-Do I mind what? -Taking it off.
Not if it's to stick it up your ass, I don't.
What's this about?
You could easily stash eight kilos of barnacles in there.
Careful.
Pull, pull.
There.
-Do you need the sandal? -They wouldn't sell me just one.
Notice the moisture?
At night I pee inside it so I don't have to get up.
Put on your gloves.
That's why they give them to us.
Let the bidding begin.
BARNACLES
Bid received.
-I've sold all my catch, I'm off. -Okay.
Good luck!
Bid received.
-How are you? -Good.
-Bye. -Bye.
How pretty.
How much did you get?
You know I don't want you to worry about that stuff.
40 euros?
Your bouquet looks great, Noa.
It's cellophane, so it's waterproof and lasts longer.
Great.
Noa.
What did the psychologist tell you?
Not to watch the sky so much.
That's right.
But how much did you get, more or less than 40 euros?
More.
-More today, you nag. -You're the best, Mom.
Yup.
-There's already a bouquet. -Yeah.
Probably a mistake. Here.
Mom, come on, let's go.
Where are you going?
-Wait. -Hurry up, Mom.
I'm coming.
-This will clear up. -Yeah, right.
King crab?
-How could you? -Oh, come on.
I bought it at the market with its certificate of origin
And all the inspections.
Wanna see the receipt?
You know where the kitchen is. And take off your boots.
Come on.
-Thanks for warning me. -I didn't warn you.
You gave me that look.
I'm the one who called the Coast Guard.
After warning me without warning me.
Why do you two do it?
For Yayo, for his leg.
-The insurance covers it. -No.
It covers that shitty wooden leg that's killing his stump.
You're putting me in deep shit with the guild.
-It cheers him up. -Him or you?
And what should we do? Play paddle tennis?
Okay, if you don't want me to go, I won't.
You promise?
I promise.
Really.
I'm going for a walk.
We're having dinner.
I'm not hungry right now.
Why didn't you come with us to the cemetery?
-I already went. This morning. -Right.
Don't steal Paqui's flowers. It's not right.
Mom, she won't notice. She changes it every week.
And Ramón died centuries ago, I don't think he'll mind.
Andrea, it's raining!
Noa, dinner!
Come on, Noa, don't piss me off.
Sweetie.
Luis brought king crab for dinner.
I'd rather stay here.
We agreed the whole house is a safe place.
I feel better here.
Noa, really, we can't go backwards now.
-It's fine, we'll eat in here. -No.
Out of the question.
Here.
Thank you.
You like it?
Eli. Eli!
Eli!
RONDALLA FORMATION PIECES
I LOVE YOU, DAD
What?
Right back at you, what?
You're thinking about it.
You're thinking the same thing as me.
Don't go there. Things get messy when you do.
How long do we have to wait? The contest is in 4 months.
We'd already be starting by now.
I don't know.
I feel bad.
Why feel bad?
It's a way to pay tribute to them.
People won't be able to or they won't want to.
Forget about people.
Would you like to or not?
Okay, I won't go there.
Just like that?
No, not just like that, Irene. We've waited for two years.
We might not be done mourning yet.
It's not just the mourning. There's unfinished business.
What do you mean by that?
I mean what I just said.
The timing might be wrong.
Why would the timing be wrong?
Ask your friend Carmen.
What a coincidence she's not here today.
Because I wanted to surprise her.
I wanted us all to surprise her.
What's the problem?
Yayo and I made what happened very clear in our statement.
The drunk and the skipper's lapdog.
Yayo.
I thought it was funny.
We haven't finished mourning, not me or anyone else.
But don't you think this could help?
Help all of us.
It brings a lot of joy
At Christmas time and the rondalla brings us all together as one.
Besides the economic benefit, of course.
Irene, your dad's bar is full
When we play there.
And several free rounds on the house,
Which isn't cheap.
-What about the workshop? -Yeah.
Fixing up every bagpipe, tambourine
And bass drum in the whole town for free.
Antón.
No, no. Don't even talk about the tailor.
Never a dime for vests
-Or uniforms for flag bearers. -But if we win the contest,
The money can go to the families of the victims.
Or to build a monument, the plaque is tacky as hell.
If we win, he says.
And when did we ever win?
JOIN THE RONDALLA
-Hi. -Pepi, Luci and Bom.
Okay, let's see.
This goes perfectly. Go ahead.
I saw the sign.
-What sign? -The rondalla.
Manuel...
Thank you.
See you tomorrow.
What can I get you, Paqui?
-Half a kilo of monkfish. -Half a kilo of monkfish.
Guests for lunch?
No, I'm making fish balls.
-I freeze the leftovers. -Great.
No squid?
You always put squid and monkfish
In your fish balls. That's your custom, right?
Just like your custom of stealing my flowers.
Great.
See how you go there as soon as I leave you alone?
Don't worry, nobody's very enthusiastic about it.
What's so funny?
Come on, they're waiting for us.
Who?
What did you say to convince them?
I gave them a speech about
How important it is for the town to regain hope and tradition.
That's what I told them.
Well, and that you'll never stop.
That you'd make a complete fool of yourself without us
And that would make the town look bad.
That makes more sense, yeah.
Okay, then. If we come back...
Which is still undecided...
...besides wanting to do it,
Is there a plan?
Twelve minutes.
The contest performance at IFEVI.
We begin with a pasodoble, which makes it easier to set the beat.
Then, something
Slower, a rumba or a polka,
Which always work well for us.
We continue with a muiñeira,
Something traditional
You can dance to, then...
The weird piece, which we'll all debate later...
And to finish, another pasodoble.
-Looking good, right? -So...
-You've already put yourself in charge. -The charrasca player.
No. Antonio can't be replaced.
The charrasca player will do his best.
The skipper's lapdog must remember something about all that, am I right?
Maybe this will make you stop stealing what belongs to everyone.
There. Up slowly and push.
There.
All together as you approach the water.
There.
There. Up slowly and push.
There.
No flag bearers,
No rondalla.
And you guys have always saved the day.
-I don't think so. -Me neither.
-Why? -Why, what?
Why not? I mean, why don't we think so?
We just don't and that's it. No questions.
No questions, Luis. But why?
Why not?
If you want to, go ahead.
-You don't want to? -I can't.
-Why can't you? -Because this wasn't going to happen.
-What? -This, us going back.
But it's good to go back, right?
The guys from Pontellas called me.
Oh, they called us. If they called us, then they called us.
No, they called me.
-They called you to ask us both. -No, they called me to ask me.
I do the flag choreography and they know...
-Because you told them. -Everybody knows that.
You know that too. So do you.
I said both of us but they said: "No, just the good one."
-"The good one. -That's what they said.
You didn't say both or nothing?
-Pontellas always wins. -Except Best Flag Bearers.
That's why they called me.
I'm your big brother and I bring you along,
But I have to think about myself too.
You're younger but that doesn't mean I have to hold myself back.
-You were born 5 minutes before me. -They feel like
An eternity right now.
It's only one thing. One thing.
Everything else stays the same.
We live together, work together, row together...
We even shit together.
Let's not make a big deal out of it.
Okay. Good luck.
I shit alone.
THOSE WHO LEAVE DON'T DIE
What are you playing?
Nothing. Stuff.
We've signed up more than 60 for the rondalla.
Enough to enter the contest.
Luis wants you to lead the bagpipes.
Lead?
I don't want to play.
-You play all day long. -For myself.
-And for Dad. -That's right.
If he's gone, it makes no sense.
You think he wouldn't want you to participate?
I don't know, Mom, should we ask him?
-What's wrong? -What do you mean?
I don't see why you want to do the rondalla
With someone else instead of Dad.
Someone else?
Not someone else, Luis.
He was dad's best friend. They were always together.
He was always here...
He is always here.
And that bothers you.
So you skipped dinner on the anniversary.
It was a day for family.
Do you know how hard this is for him?
Him surviving instead of Dad.
Great. So doing the rondalla will save us all, right?
I don't know. I don't know, Andy.
But at least it's worth trying to find out.
How were your grandma's squid and monkfish balls?
Hi, Andy.
What are you doing here?
Fishing for squid.
When did you get here?
Like half an hour ago.
A few days ago.
And you weren't going to tell me?
Why did you come back?
Classes have started at Berkeley, right?
-"Berklee" -Go to hell.
And why didn't you go?
I was expecting you, it was our plan.
I think it's obvious, isn't it?
I'm very sorry about what happened. I wanted to write you...
But you didn't.
No, I didn't.
Are you going to stay?
It depends.
On what?
-Are you doing the rondalla? -No.
And you? No, of course not. Not you.
You never show your face in public, so obviously not.
A star like you doesn't mix with the riffraff.
That's right.
-But it would be good for you. -Don't start like my mom.
I got the scholarship because of the rondalla.
The Berklee people love that local folklore shit.
-An extra point. -The timing is wrong.
Wrong time for the rondalla, wrong time to leave...
What then, time to make bread?
I don't make it.
I only sell it.
Well, you're damn good at it.
-What do you want? -Open the trunk.
Got a search warrant?
Will you open it or should I?
We only took a few.
Yeah, but it's illegal.
So you get the ticket. And over six kilos is a crime.
You think we're doing this
For fun? Because we like it?
Know how many times I applied for the license I never got?
At this rate, you probably never will. Weigh them.
Hey, scatterbrain. Are you even listening?
Go on, weigh them.
You weigh them.
Fine, you can tell it's less than six kilos.
-No? -No.
What are you willing to bet?
-Anything you want. -Anything?
-Anything you want. -Anything.
It's a bet. No backing out after.
-Give me that. -No, I'll weigh them.
Go on, weigh them.
What, is there a problem?
-No problem. -That's what I thought.
Wow, that was close.
You almost got me back to the rondalla, waffle dick.
-We'll take this with us. -The basket?
You can pick up the basket at the market.
I didn't see it coming. I wasn't expecting it.
I don't know what I did wrong. I thought we were good.
We even talked the other day about getting a house
With a garden and a sea view.
Don't exaggerate. He's only doing one thing without you.
No.
I won't kid myself. This is the beginning of the end.
Xoel, you're perfectly capable of leading the flag bearers.
No way.
Xavi's right. Everybody knew the truth.
He did everything, I only followed.
Why don't you talk to Yayo?
What for?
-He was captain for a long time. -Yeah.
The bullfighting flag bearer, waving his flag.
Watch out, people loved it.
People loved laughing their heads off.
He can help with the choreography.
He has a lot of experience.
Imagine Xavi finding out I'm talking to Yayo.
It's absurd, he'll laugh at me.
What if you do it for him?
-For Yayo? -Yeah.
He's been down, the man might need...
I'm in no mood to give pep talks right now.
I'm sorry. Find someone else.
How can your life change in one second?
-Chocolate. -No.
You get constipated.
What are you watching?
-Nothing. -Chocolate.
Yeah, right.
What?
Good lord.
Does the Port Authority
Know you live here?
These storerooms are for tools and equipment.
You call this living?
-You got me there. -And your boyfriend?
First time I've ever seen you without him.
If we're starting there, I'll leave.
Starting what?
-What? -What?
-Go ahead and leave.
It's disgraceful to have the flag lying there.
It should never touch the ground.
Show some respect for our emblem.
I put it there on purpose to test you.
Test me how?
-You knew I was coming? -You've been crying all over town.
Crying over a break-up never works.
-Take it and wash it. -What?
Your self-esteem, dipshit. The flag.
Take it, wash it and iron it, go on.
One thing, Yayo.
When we saw you, my brother always called you a clown.
But I watched all your videos and that's not true.
I discovered an artist, ahead of his time.
A pioneer.
-A titan. -When I saw you two,
I always thought...
This twin sucks, the other one is the good one.
Thank you.
Oh, the other one.
The other one.
This is wood, Luis. Too moist in here.
Then why do we keep them here?
-Know anywhere cool and dry? -I don't.
Look at everything. This is broken.
This drone is missing a piece. And this bag
-Is full of mold. -They're all bad?
-All shot. -What about those?
They look new to me.
-You want to open them and see? -No need.
Okay, then.
-How do we fix all this? -With the only thing we don't have.
This isn't happening.
But keep watch, just in case.
Keep watch for something that isn't happening. Great.
I'll drink to that.
Hi.
-And in good company! -You like my escort?
How are you?
Long time no see!
-How is life abroad? -Working on it. And Andrea?
She didn't come.
Let's split up by groups!
Bagpipes here.
Percussion! Drums and bass drums
Over there. Tambourines here.
Charrascas and crosses
-Over there. -And castanets
And shells with me. Over here.
Okay, come on, let's go!
-Who are they? -Must be the rondalla.
I saw the flyers...
Do you all have your charrasca?
Over there is fine.
All the bagpipes with me, please. Sol.
Benito.
Mi.
Do.
And those bagpipes?
What about them?
They sound pretty, right?
Shall we begin?
Welcome everyone to the rondalla.
We've almost beat our record for participation,
So obviously we all really missed it.
Thank you for being here.
We have three months to prepare.
We're excited and looking forward to this, right?
Yes!
This first rehearsal is to see our faces,
Get organized, choose the teams we'll be working with...
What do you mean, work? Give me a break.
Okay, then, let's go nuts!
To shake off our nerves, don't be shy.
Something super easy.
It's our sign of identity, O Pisirilo.
Just this one time, it doesn't have to sound good.
Are we ready?
And...
We missed you at rehearsal.
Was it that bad?
Well,
It was our first time playing together.
I did great.
-Know what instrument I picked? -The bagpipe?
Did you know I was the youngest to ever play it in the rondalla?
By the way, someone asked about you.
Great.
You don't want to know who?
No, I don't want to know who.
Eli.
What do you mean, Eli?
You're kidding. He was there?
Yeah, he came back and asked why you weren't there.
-And did you ask him? -Ask him what?
-Why he was there. -No, because normally
If you're here, then you'd be there.
But one thing:
You were the youngest, but he's much better, isn't he?
Go.
Mi.
Do.
A little stiff, huh?
You have to close the mouthpiece.
Thanks a lot.
Better now?
-Almost. -Almost.
When we finish, stay with me for a little while, okay?
Are we ready?
Here we are.
We'll start with Muiñeira da rúa on my signal.
YOU'RE TOO YOUNG TO BE A SEA WIDOW
You call that a musical score?
Yes, of course. You don't know Quero Josar?
That old tune from back in your day?
-That's the one. -Yeah, sure.
Of course I know it.
Okay, then.
Okay, then what?
"Berklee." "Berklee."
You are so stubborn.
One, two, three
And...
Let's go!
Left. With cockiness, arrogance.
Left. Left.
Turn. No, the other way. The other way.
Get the flag out of your face, damn it.
March. Left.
Stop. Lower. Hoist and...
Watch out.
Left. Left.
Left. Left. Watch out.
Olé !
-Bravo! -Better every day!
Great, keep it up.
Luis.
The underwater robot launched from Vigo two weeks ago
Has located the Galician ship Gran Sol
That sank in the North Atlantic over two years ago.
The vehicle, controlled
Remotely, will record images of the ship's structure
In order to assist experts in preparing their reports,
Which will be used as evidence in the open investigation
To determine the cause of the shipwreck.
School started over a month ago,
But some families still can't afford to fill their kids' backpacks...
How are you?
Are you worried?
And you?
Are you worried?
No, I'm not.
Everything will be fine, you'll see.
This way we'll finally get some closure.
-What are you doing here? -Hi.
You don't have to pretend with me.
I'm going to my room.
Who let you out of school?
Nobody!
If Noa knows...
That "pff" sounded awful.
Yeah.
We have to normalize this, I have to tell her.
Yeah, sure.
It's just that...
I don't know, I finally feel like Andrea and I...
That "pff" sounded awful.
It sounded better than yours.
Hello, there.
What are you doing here?
I had nothing better to do.
-Do you mind? -I don't, but I don't like it either.
What's wrong? Have you got a boyfriend?
Are you hiding me from someone?
I'll pass.
-Can I walk you home? -I'm not going home.
Where, then? It's about to rain.
-Keep walking. -What?
Did you write this
Or your grandmother?
She said it, I wrote it.
Or maybe the other way around.
There must be a reason you kept it. It made you react.
By the way, you've gotten much better with the bagpipe.
-You haven't. -Well...
It's hard for a child prodigy to get better.
Don't hold back.
If you thought it was funny,
Don't hold back.
Are you going to tell me why you're here?
And why you joined the rondalla?
The rondalla, because I knew it would piss you off.
And to please my grandma.
And because it reminds me of what we did when we were little.
Fight?
Have fun.
Have fun?
You had fun yesterday, don't lie. You had an incredible time.
Don't exaggerate.
Not incredible.
A little.
A little fun.
A little fun?
Well, better than nothing. We're making progress.
The other question.
You're so stubborn.
You shouldn't be here, you should be there.
There, where?
I'm serious.
You should be there because you can.
-You can too. -No, I can't.
Then I can't either.
-Okay, great. -I can't, I don't want to.
You don't want to?
It's your dream, Eli.
Okay, I'll tell you.
And we'll hook up.
It's about time, don't you think?
I'll write you a letter of recommendation.
Go on.
What?
Nice try. First the other thing.
-In the confessional? -Fuck.
-Or is here okay? -Here is okay.
You sure?
It's kind of a turn off.
I often hurt myself.
Pretty often.
Mostly burns.
The last few years,
Almost since I left.
There are other parts of my body I won't show you.
I also had suicidal thoughts.
I don't think I'll ever go through with it.
But it's pretty scary.
Very scary.
Everyone thinks it's because of the pressure at school,
The scholarship, the teachers,
My parents...
But in the end, I'm the biggest expert in screwing myself over.
Self-criticism, fear of failure,
"Destructive self-demand," said the psychiatrist.
-And I've been here a month now. -A month?
With anti-depressants, anxiety pills,
Iiving with my grandma,
And playing in a rondalla where it doesn't matter
If you're the fucking master or totally out of tune
Because nobody will notice.
And you know what?
It's very liberating.
I missed you.
A lot.
-That was hard for you, huh? -Damn...
You see?
I told you it'd be better to kiss first.
We're totally bummed out now.
Are you going to act like this until January?
How? I'm acting normal.
At least I don't hear you whimpering at night.
Did the bullfighting flag bearer teach you how to control your emotions?
How do you know I'm with Yayo?
I've got my sources.
Yes, he's helping me with the choreography.
Are you going march with a limp?
Show some respect, will you?
You whine a lot but you're the one joining the enemy.
Here.
No, I don't want coconut.
-But we always eat coconut. -I don't want coconut.
Uh-oh, he's emancipating and everything.
From now on, no more coconut yogurt.
I like kiwi.
Starting tomorrow.
So you're bullfighting already?
-Cut the crap. -Watch out.
Don't hit me.
-Give me a perimeter. -Stop already!
I've got it, I've got it...
I can keep going for a while.
No, you can't, not that long. Where are you going?
I'm on a roll.
-The flag is burning my hands. -What nonsense.
-What color are the bagpipes? -Any color you want.
Want to help?
-Sure, come on. -Look.
This is you, Andrea. Purple.
I'm leaving.
One, two, three and...
The waltz part ends, the drums turn and...
One, two, three and...
Hurry up!
One, two, one, two...
Stop!
We need to leave an aisle in between, okay, boys?
And you have to arrive all at once.
Every drumbeat is a step. Keep up or you'll get lost.
Look at this line. This is a line?
Let's go!
And...
When I pass you, that's it...
And we lower them.
Slowly but let's not fall asleep.
...lower on the second turn...
And when they're down, the lead flag bearer here,
To signal how far...
Two here, head this way followed by the tambourines...
And two here to lead the second row. Okay?
You haven't called the others?
You're going to carry all five flags?
I feel the need to evolve a bit.
That makes two of you.
There.
Pull up together and go.
There.
You can have half of them if you want.
Crybaby.
Then no flag bearers.
You don't need them, Superman.
If we say we're going to rehearse in the parking lot,
Don't park your cars right in the middle!
I'll go...
Move the car too.
Great.
Listen up, bagpipes, percussion!
Let's do it again. Very good.
Did you hear me? "You don't have any flag bearers?"
"You can have half of them if you want."
And he adds: "Crybaby."
What the fuck.
Half is something, right?
You're cool with half a leg?
No, no, no.
Half my ass. I don't want a damn thing from him.
He's gonna shit himself. He doesn't know who he's dealing with.
I may be a nice guy, but...
-When people piss me off... -Focus.
-Focus on what? -On what you're doing.
Mindfulness, kid. Come on.
I'm focusing.
Like you mean it, that's it.
Left. Left. Left. Left.
That's it, arrogance. Go on. Left.
Left. Turn.
In place.
And again. Left.
Left. Left. Good. Left...
-One second. -Can we talk?
Okay.
Go on, say it.
You already know.
-Anything you want to ask me? -Anything you want to tell me?
I thought that with Dad's whistle...
That meant you two could fuck?
How long has this gone on?
-Since before or after Dad died? -After.
A long time after.
See?
I wanted to tell you, but I knew you would be angry.
I know it's not easy for you, but it's not for me either.
I need to share what's happening and what I'm feeling with you.
-And what's the plan? -I don't know, Andrea. I don't know
Because this wasn't planned.
But we won't do anything that bothers you.
-A little late for that, no? -And what do you want?
Me to keep crying? I can't rebuild my life?
-There are other ways to do that. -This is the only way I've found
-In two years. -How gross.
-What did you say? -I don't get it, Mom.
I don't get it and I never will. What about Dad?
-Have you already forgotten him? -Of course not.
But we can't go back in time.
I wish all three of us could go back
With Dad, and I don't want to keep hiding.
No, don't worry, there's no need to keep hiding.
Better for me, now I don't have to keep selling bread
And deleting the history folder.
-What history folder? -Never mind.
Andrea.
Hey, come on.
You scared away all the squid. Or are you inviting them
To join the rondalla?
Shall I fish it out
Or would you rather talk?
Stop, stop!
Look, I know this place is small
And there are a lot of us, but we have to rehearse.
A little concentration, please.
We still have two songs to learn.
Let's go again, come on.
One, two, three and...
Enough, sweetie, stop.
-Do you want me to talk to her? -No, no.
She'll accept it, she has no choice.
You've always been very important to her.
But we need to help her.
It's not an easy transition. We need to find a solution.
-A solution? -Yeah.
We just stop seeing each other.
If it bothers her, we stop.
Problem solved. Is that what you want?
I don't know, Luis. I'm tired.
And I'm very angry right now.
I don't know what to say or what to do.
-We separate and go home. -Can we go now, Mom?
Yeah, hold on.
Can we go now?
Look, Noa. The storm passed, the clouds are gone.
-Relax. -Okay.
The storm is still here, kind of.
-Holy shit, look. -Damn it.
Just what we needed.
-Well? -Well?
You guys are bored, huh?
Very.
Especially of you.
And your boyfriend.
-My brother isn't here right now. -And what does that mean?
That he's not here.
-I come as lead flag bearer. -What are you talking about?
Your brother runs the show, you're a clone.
-A clown. -Oh, yeah?
What would he do right now?
Open the trunk, weigh the merchandise,
Iess than six kilos,
We get a fine and go on with our lives.
Correct. That's what he would do. But I would do something else.
What's in the car is a decoy. You've figured us out.
I'm sure you hide a lot more in the rocks.
That's what I would do. Search the rocks and hit you
With a fine you'll be paying until you retire.
Look...
But there's no need.
Of course there's no need.
Cultural Center, City Hall,
Galicia, Spain and I'm Europe.
He said we're bullfighting with the flags.
Did he?
Kids believe anything.
Answer it.
No.
Why does it bother you so much?
Because he was my dad's best friend.
Isn't that better?
It's like us.
-Like us? -Yeah.
We've known each other our whole lives. No surprises.
Your body is full of surprises.
Okay.
I mean the burns.
-Okay, okay. -Okay.
-I see you coming.
Okay, okay, okay.
Have you wanted to since you've been here?
Every day.
But all this is good for me.
You're good for me.
I'm glad.
-Just like Luis is good for your mom. -Damn
And the other way around.
You're a pain, Elías.
Andy, it sucks feeling alone and staring at the ceiling.
Doesn't your mom deserve to be held at night?
Yes.
She has me for that.
She has you?
Okay, then.
Do you two spoon?
I love spooning.
Do you prefer in front or... behind?
What are you doing?
Nothing.
But closer than before, right?
Have we passed the kiss equator?
Don't hold back.
If you thought it was funny, don't hold back.
Okay, okay, okay. But don't hold back.
Obviously the flag bearers will need new tailored costumes.
-But that's part of the budget, right? -Yes.
But not the vests for the rondalleiros.
-What's wrong with the vests? -They're worn-out and old-fashioned.
-All of them? -Yes, all of them.
-We can't only fix one of them. -Where to begin.
This color and fabric won't do.
I would make them out of velvet.
We need to order the fabric or it will be too late.
Anything else?
I would add a cape.
A cape from here, tied to the fist. It flies when you move,
It makes us look better.
Right.
-And a beret. -A beret?
A beret. Made of velvet. As well.
Luis, Luis.
What?
I'm telling you, we're going to need 20 kilos more for the flags.
Okay, let's go one king crab at a time.
We grab the flag,
We raise it, creating a triangle,
-And we cover the handle. -That's right.
Treat what's in your hand very gently, Alex.
For God's sake, watch what you're doing.
-They're new. -This would be natural,
But...
If we turn our wrist, it looks much more elegant.
-Move that hand. -Elbow at 90 degrees.
Look at Esther. It has strength, venom.
It penetrates you.
Look at your flag, you're a sorry sight.
Watch the girl. Learn from her.
Heads up, heads up.
You're all doing your own thing.
Left. Left. Left.
And turn.
Left. Cockiness, arrogance.
God damn it. Alex,
Come on, enthusiasm. Pablo, farther from Alex.
Farther from Alex. Left. Left.
Esther, lose the chewing gum.
I don't get why we're here.
-To scare us. -More?
It looks bigger than it is.
The bleachers are rolled back, the space is smaller.
Give me the tape measure.
What tape measure?
One,
Two, three, four, five, six...
Will you guys shut up, please?
Eight, nine...
I'm getting lost!
18, 19, 20, 21 , 22...
Okay, that's it.
50 by 30, the exact measurements of the fairgrounds.
Okay, the lines aren't very straight, but...
Do we erase them?
Again?
12 minutes!
And...
Six minutes, let's go!
One, two, three!
Three minutes, guys!
Let's go, let's go!
Make the exit!
Keep going!
Keep the pace!
Come on, let's go!
Come on, we're late!
Come on, let's go!
Keep going...
Well?
We just got penalized and lost.
Look. Exactly 12 minutes.
We can't go over.
Let's go, youngsters. Back to entry position.
Come on, we've almost got it. It's great. Let's go.
-We'll nail the next one. -Come on, let's go.
-Okay. -Very good.
Come on, cheer up. More than a month to go.
We have to go a little faster.
Don't worry, we're a couple of rehearsals away.
You have to push a little harder.
It's not that.
What is it?
The wreck was located undisturbed on the seabed,
Which suggests the net got tangled up
In an uncorrected maneuver from the bridge.
The ship tipped over and sank to the bottom.
And what does that mean?
The evidence points to
The theory of signs of negligence
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This provisional report has been
given to the court
Many details still need to be clarified
And the experts are working to reconstruct the accident,
But I wanted to let you know before it reaches the media.
Any questions?
It's easy to analyze from an office.
I'd like to see them make decisions out at sea.
BARNACLES
Bid received.
Me.
Bid received.
-I'll take them. -Let's go.
Hello.
Sweetie.
What are you doing here?
-Can we wait until they leave? -Who?
The kids?
They've already left.
They say it was Dad's fault.
Who says that?
Everyone. Not just the kids, everyone's saying it.
Or it looks like it.
What price did you get today?
-Hey. -What's up?
Manuel, Enrique, where is everyone?
We're here waiting.
Nobody has come.
What, then? Should we leave?
My grandma didn't have time to bring these for you to steal.
I don't like them.
But they look good.
I would have paid at least 58 euros a kilo.
Thank you, sweetie.
Hey.
Come here.
Can I too?
-Of course. -Come.
Yayo.
Come on, get up.
I thought you said we weren't
-Taking the boat out again. -Not that, the other thing.
We knew this
Could happen, right?
-Did you call them? -The CIAIM expert who took
Our statement is coming.
Get dressed.
Yayo, Yayo, please.
It's to take the pill.
This place is very tidy.
You don't have Xoel cleaning for you...
He's such a handy boy...
Right.
I'll wait in the car, come on.
You know what's waiting for you in there, right?
And you know what's waiting when you get back.
So why don't we wait a few more days?
Wait for what?
Just to see if things cool down
-And go back to normal. -You think that will happen?
I shouldn't have let it go this far.
Yeah.
-Yayo, really... -It's not for me, man.
It's for your chest.
Here.
You look handsome.
God!
State your name, please.
Luis Muiños Dios.
Please go.
Leave.
Now!
In an unexpected turn of events,
Luis Muiños Dios, chief engineer
Of the Gran Sol and one of the two survivors of the shipwreck,
Has changed his initial testimony, now confessing
That moments before the accident, in the middle of a storm,
He went to the bridge
Ieaving the airtight engine room door open.
Three waves in a row entered through the ramp.
Bailing maneuvers were not enough to stop the flooding,
Causing the stoppage of essential ship functions:
Propulsion and power, leaving it at the mercy of the waves.
Santiago Sanz Freire, the other survivor,
Corroborated this statement. With this revelation,
Luis Muiños Dios goes from being a witness to being
Investigated for negligent homicide.
What the fuck.
Enough already.
Let's meet later.
What for?
-And with who? -With everyone.
Almost everyone.
-So the first parade is...? -New Year's.
In a little over two weeks.
What do you guys think? Should we go?
The question isn't if we can, it's if we want to.
But that's why the rondalla is back, so we feel like doing it again.
After all this,
Who will direct?
Okay.
If there's no inconvenience and nobody comes forward,
I see myself doing it.
Votes in favor for me?
Looks good, doesn't it?
Thank you, guys.
It's too bad, after all that work.
It sure is.
-And nobody wants to direct? -Antón offered.
Okay, insist no more.
I'll direct.
I'm joking.
You're the only one here who can direct.
Sure, like I have nothing better to do.
No, I'm not going to direct.
You're better than anyone, you grew up with it.
You have your mom's strong temper.
-Hey. -You'll keep us all
-In line. -You shut up.
You'll get the scholarship and leave this oppressive town.
Yeah, shut up, will you?
-Besides... -What?
I don't know, the repertoire seems too normal to me.
-Normal? -Yes.
I get it, there's a muiñeira, a pasodoble, a jota...
To respect tradition,
But the thing is, we don't stand out.
I think we need something stronger, different,
Something meatier.
You see?
What?
You're already directing.
Listen to me.
Did you leave the engine room door open?
Were you in any way responsible for the accident?
That's right. You're a victim who also lost his leg.
You got amputated, not indicted.
-Hey. -Sorry, sorry.
So what's your point?
You have to keep going, you can't quit now. I need you.
All I did was bust your balls and make you clean my place.
-And carry your shopping. -Yeah.
-And prepare your drinks. -That too.
But after all that hard work and discipline,
Now it's starting to make sense. Like in Karate Kid.
Yeah, right.
-Well, it's good for me. -What is?
-You busting my balls. -Damn it.
-Let's go clean your place up. -Don't start.
I can't leave you alone. Left. Left.
Left. Left. Left.
Damn these architectural barriers! Grab my jariguay.
Your suspension is too low.
Okay. We're set.
Charrascas, castanets, cross, tambourine.
Got it? Remember? Okay. With me, percussion.
And...
One, two.
One, two, three and...
Bagpipes.
One,
-Two... -Careful...
Five, six...
Turn. Turn. One,
Two, three, four...
Come on. Let's go.
One, two, turn.
Back. Back. V. V.
Let's go!
Come on, come on!
Quickly, quickly!
-Yes! -Great!
-Yes, yes, yes!
So...
How much did you get at the auction?
Noa, really, stop.
It's New Year's Eve.
At least double per kilo. 90?
Don't exaggerate.
-I'm not going to tell you. -Okay.
You're very quiet.
-Are you okay? -Yeah, of course.
-But you must be happy, right? -I'm fine, Mom.
Fine isn't happy. And you should be happy.
-You don't seem happy. -You don't either.
Because if you're not happy, I'm not happy.
I miss him a lot.
Me too.
-I mean Dad. -So do I.
Dummy.
The other day I couldn't remember his voice.
I had to play a video.
I'm scared of forgetting him, Mom.
Come here.
That will never happen.
How about we go and eat our grapes with him?
Okay.
I don't know about the grapes, it's starting to rain.
But if you tell me how much you got, you might convince me.
A million euros. What a pain!
I don't know why I knock, you always leave it unlocked.
Do you want to eat our grapes together?
Big, fat and juicy, just like our balls.
One!
Two!
Three!
Four!
Five! Six!
Swallow, swallow!
Happy New Year!
Let's go!
Happy New Year, Yayo!
Yayo.
Yayo!
Yayo, don't mess with me.
Are you fucking stupid or what, kid?
You looked dead for a second there.
Happy New Year! This is our year.
Yeah, whatever.
How about a hug?
Okay, okay, okay.
Don't touch my leg, damn it!
I'll smack you silly.
Sour grapes, huh?
-Happy New Year, Dad. -Champ.
Happy New Year, Dad.
I love you!
It's pouring!
I totally understand what you're going through.
I've lost a "member" too, so to speak.
Don't you have a home?
-Huh? -Don't you have a home?
You're the homeless one.
If I were your age, I'd be getting dressed up to go out.
Hi.
I hate New Year's Eve.
Not me. I always liked it.
How are they?
What kind of answer do you want to hear?
Fine.
They're fine is what I want to hear.
They're fine.
You're playing tomorrow?
In Tui. A rondalla exhibition
Before the contest.
You know, the tradition of staying out all night and fucking it up.
Playing the new song?
Not in the streets, in the plaza.
Andrea did good.
Come on.
Happy New Year.
Esther.
Did you notice you and me are the only ones who set the beat on our tiptoes?
We have a lot in common, don't we?
Yeah, a ton.
What's wrong?
With me?
You're very quiet.
I don't want to wake anyone up.
Hey.
How about a little pep talk to lift everyone's spirits a bit?
-Go on. -Okay.
Let's everybody
Cheer up a little. I know,
Same story every year, we always complain about
Having to play on New Year's Day. But here we are, right?
Nobody forced you to get on the bus.
The contest is in two weeks. Everything counts.
Let's enjoy the moment
And celebrate finally being together again. Yes or no?
Yes.
-Yes or no? -Yes.
Anyone who doesn't want to can get up and leave.
Open the door!
Fucking hell. Always the same.
They shouldn't vomit here, it's a natural park.
Your body always makes you pay.
They're awesome.
Who? The rondalleiros or the flag bearers?
All of them.
-Super-coordinated. -Yeah, like foosball figures.
Something is wrong, will you tell me what?
I'm quietly enjoying my hot chocolate.
-Would you like some? -No.
Come on, Eli, tell me.
It's not something, it's someone.
You're aware, right?
Aware of what?
Of what he did.
Of course I'm aware. He admitted to it himself.
Andrea, you're very smart.
It's too much of a coincidence and you know it.
Right when the robot footage comes out,
The expert's reconstruction,
And Luis goes and changes his statement.
Fuck, it's obvious, right?
-Why bring this up now? -Because you asked.
And because I think it's unfair.
Luis lied.
Luis is protecting you.
Your father, your mother, Noa and you.
What for, Eli?
What for?
To go to prison?
You wouldn't do that for love?
So you think my father is to blame.
No.
What I'm saying is,
Luis doesn't want your father to pay for it.
Not him or you guys.
And turning your backs on him right now really sucks.
I don't mean the rondalla, or the town, I mean you.
-It really fucking sucks. -Please, stop.
Stop lying to yourself.
Why are you doing this now?
What's your point?
You know, my self-destructive vein.
But don't worry,
I'll write you that recommendation letter.
Come on, places everyone. Andrea.
-They're calling you. -I heard.
-That's Avicci. -Yes, that's Avicci.
Is that our song?
-It's plagiarism! -They copied us.
Look at that jerk smiling.
What bastards!
It was definitely your brother.
Calm down, it's fine, it doesn't matter!
We stick to our plan. I don't want to see
Any grumbling or long faces.
We will not take the bait!
Denounce them!
We will not take the bait!
Xoel.
I was taking position.
Get ready.
And now for the flag crossing.
It was you, wasn't it?
What?
Okay, Gran Sol.
I'd like to say something.
I want to apologize to all of you
And say how sorry I am
Because...
Violence is not always the answer. That's why, from this moment on,
I've decided to hand in my resignation.
No, I'm serious.
-I'm very sorry! -Xoel! Xoel! Xoel!
Xoel, Xoel!
-Xoel! -Hooray for Gran Sol!
Hooray!
-Down with Pontellas! -Down!
What does Pontellas eat!
Sheep shit!
-What happened with Elías? -I don't know.
I didn't see him in the brawl.
I mean before, with you.
Mom.
-Does that hurt? -No. Keep going.
I mean the other thing.
Mom, keep going.
You don't want us to talk about it?
No.
I'm still waiting for a sign,
Something that explains it all that I can understand.
If he wants things to go back to how they were, he has to apologize.
You think your brother wants things to go back to how they were?
Of course he does. Things were great, why wouldn't he?
-He'll have to beg for it. -You think
You two living together at age 40 is okay?
What?
I'm going to have to get up again. I hate having to get up.
No, it's okay.
What do you want?
Grab the photo over there by the door, will you?
The one I'm with a girl in.
You see it?
The one where you look like George Clooney?
He looks like me, I'm older.
-Who is she? -Julia.
Esther's mother.
Esther?
Esther is pretty hot.
You noticed too, right? There's a feeling between us.
Holy shit, Esther is your daughter.
I should have realized, the same nasty temper.
She's not my daughter, she's her daughter.
At your age, I was happy in the merchant navy,
Traveling, sex in every port.
My girlfriend Julia was here, but you have to understand,
Being away at sea six months and home one month wasn't easy.
And when I came back, I didn't feel right.
The sea made me sick and I never had time to heal.
So I spent all day in the bar
And she got tired of it and left me.
I regretted it.
I switched to commercial fishing, less time away, but it was too late.
She left.
I can ask Esther where her mother is, it's never too late.
She passed away, Julia passed away years ago.
Then it is too late.
But I don't quite understand
-Why you're telling me all this. -Because...
Don't let your brother be your sea.
You get it?
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So you don't mind me going after Esther.
Don't worry, I won't bring her over to sleep.
-Only I will sleep here. -What?
I brought my bag.
I can't go back now, I'm emancipated.
Hi.
Elías is right.
-You lied. -No, I didn't.
Why would I lie?
Because you're my father's best friend.
He was my best friend, yes.
You're in love with my mother.
I'm very in love with your mother.
And you love me and Noa very much.
I love you and Noa very much.
All that is why you're lying.
It's why I'm telling the truth.
You'll go to jail.
Because I'm guilty.
-You're not guilty. Tell me. -I am guilty.
No, you're not.
Protect my father or my mother or sister if you want,
But tell me the truth. I need to know the truth.
-I'm guilty. -You're lying, Luis.
-My father made a mistake. -No, he didn't.
-You're lying. -No, I'm not.
I know you're lying.
Andrea.
Look at me, Andrea.
Your father had nothing to do with it.
It was my fault, I'm the only one responsible.
I'm sorry.
No, don't be sorry.
I'm okay.
I'm finally okay now.
Well, I'm not.
I'm not even close to being okay.
How can I help you get a tiny bit closer to okay?
Okay.
This is Carmen's.
-Silvia. -Yeah.
Me too.
This looks like around four.
Did you hear about what happened in Tui?
-How could I not? -I don't know
-How to make it better. -Maybe you don't have to.
Maybe just change it into something more yours.
-More ours? -Yours and your dad's.
Remember the first concert you two went to together?
Yeah.
I nagged him non-stop to take me to Barcelona...
Tell me about it.
Well, I nagged you both.
That's right.
Nag a little more.
How long have you thought this?
As long as you thought the other thing.
Are you dumb or what?
Don't throw it in the water.
-Want me to keep burning myself? -No.
What I want is for you to not pollute the sea.
Says the girl who tossed her bagpipe in the sea.
Some nerve.
What, are you and me
Friends again?
We never stopped.
Friends last, boyfriends don't.
Yeah, but you get laid.
You're leaving.
You're the one leaving.
You're sure you want to take the chance?
I'll take the chance.
Show me your arms.
You're kidding, right?
The other one.
Don't worry, there's still room to tattoo your name.
Come on, we have
To rehearse.
Damn!
Come on.
Move.
Nobody changed their repertoire a week before the contest.
If we're going to fuck this up, let's fuck it up together.
Let's play the song and we'll set it up after.
No recording or talking
About this to anyone!
Fabi, come here. Eli, Paco, come over here.
Percussion.
Okay.
-Here. -Ready?
Okay.
Go.
One, two...
One, two, three...
Welcome everyone
To the City of Vigo's 14th Rondalla Contest!
Another year in which rondalla lovers
Fill these IFEVI Fairgrounds for a whole evening
Of music and our biggest cultural
Tradition.
Over 1500 rondalla members
Will be performing.
A total of 14 rondallas
Belonging to several districts
In the south of Pontevedra...
The instruments?
...will compete in two categories: Best Rondalla
And Best Group of Flag Bearers.
Each will have 12 minutes
To complete their repertoire and leave the floor.
3, 2, 1, Gran Sol!
That's it!
We're all set. Let's open the curtain to greet
The first rondalla.
Pontellas eat sheep shit.
We begin with a total of 49 members
And 11 flag bearers.
Let's hear a big round
Of applause for the Beade, Vigo
Social, Recreational and Cultural Center!
Let's hear it for The Pontellas Musical Cultural Association!
What's that weirdo doing?
The time.
Go home already! Go on!
You wanted a gesture? There you have it.
-Who's up now? -Who's up now? It's time for...
Guys, let's go, we're next.
The next rondalla will be Santiago de Parada
From Nigrán!
Estrume formation, let's go.
Here we go, guys.
Places, everyone, please.
Please straighten the line.
Alex.
-One second. -What are you doing?
Esther.
You earned it.
The town is too small for us.
I'm very sorry about your mother.
What's wrong?
Nothing. All good.
Relax. It's your moment. Go for it.
It's just you and me.
-Alone? -Completely.
Right.
You and me having fun.
Shall we?
Let's give a big round of applause
For this last performance
And we continue
With 102 members directed by
Andrea Beceiro. Let's hear a big round
Of applause for the Gran Sol Cultural Center rondalla!
One,
Two!
One, two, three!
One, two... One, two, three!
I LOVE YOU, DAD
Okay!
Back. Back.
Ready...
Let's go.
Up...
One,
Two,
Three!
Ready and...
Olé !
Take it home.
One, two...
Nice.
Olé !
Olé!
Shoulder, air, shoulder, air...
Knee!
Up!
Let's go!
Come on, let's go!
SIX MONTHS LATER
When do you leave for Berkeley?
Berklee.
-Yeah, well, when do you leave? -At the end of the month.
Classes start in August there.
Are you nervous?
Of course not.
She's the youngest ever to win
-The rondalla contest. -Mom.
What?
And second place goes to...
The Circle of Gran Sol rondalla!
Yes!
Here to present the award...
You're the best!
Gran Sol, Gran Sol, Gran Sol!
-For me it was like winning. -And for me.
The youngest to come second, no?
And yes, she's very nervous.
And still angry about not winning.
Yes, I'm nervous and angry about not winning.
Can we drop it now?
Okay.
I'm going to miss you.
She'll miss you too.
We'd better get going.
Already? We have another half an hour.
-Somebody came to visit you. -Somebody?
Somebody's somebody.
Mom. No.
We're just friends.
She insists on saying we're just friends.
And stuff happened that goes way beyond that.
You think now that she's leaving
She'll forget me?
Okay, great. She's definitely dumping me.
-Eli, you need to focus. -I'm totally focused.
-She's the one who... -On the contest.
Eli, on the contest.
No worries. I really don't even need you.
If I come here, it's to spend
More time with her.
We come on the bus, we hold hands, stuff like that.
Oh, and because she loves you.
And me saying I can't direct the rondalla without you...
Anyway, I can do it with the tip of my dick.
The tip.
Of my dick.
I wouldn't start with the pasodoble.
But it's the easiest way for everyone to set the beat.
Okay. But a rumba or a polka as a second option
Is too slow.
We have to build up to it, we need to create suspense.
That's what Andrea says, that I need to tone it down.
-Did she talk to you? -Okay, polka and rumba are out.
Next.
Don't question a muiñeira or something more traditional.
This isn't a historical recreation, it's a rondalla.
It's a living thing.
-Hey, Andrea said that to me too. -Shit.
-I've lost my essence. -I won't say the contrary, Elías.
-What's that? -They wouldn't let me
Bring my flute.
Listen to this.
See what you think.
THOSE WHO LEAVE DON'T DIE
I was thinking a lot about it...
What about?
You did it on purpose.
Not again!
Of course I did it on purpose.
Because you knew you were going to lose.
You spied on me and said,
"See you later, alligator. We've already lost."
-Yeah, right. -You're acting all dignified.
It's your way of apologizing. You penalize yourself
To look good and be forgiven,
But the truth is we kicked your asses.
Take it easy, you guys didn't win.
Xoel Ramos, flag-bearer captain, receives second place.
Let's go!
Yayo!
I love you!
Two second places.
Double two. That's several places ahead of you.
-And now look at us... -Eating kiwi yogurt.
Coconut moved on to a better life.
How are things with Esther?
Fine.
Setting the beat.
Who would have thought?
Me with a girlfriend.
So young.
Life sure can change in one second.
I write her an amazing and original piece, dedicated to her.
I send it to her and she doesn't say anything.
Well, two thumbs up
And that's it.
And I take flowers every week to her father at the cemetery.
And nothing.
She was right, we're better off being just friends.
I'm suffering a lot.
All because we kissed a couple times.
And other stuff.
I worked hard.
When will she realize that a simple life in a small town is better?
No idea.